I'm sorry
But this isn't something you can fix.
I can't explain it.
I'm just having a bad day.
More like a bad week.
More like a bad month.
It's just a bad time.
I'll call you tomorrow.
I swear I'll make it up to you.
Life's fucking me up.
I just don't want it to get to you.
I'm sorry.
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This act is quite long.
just so y'all know.
Next poems will be up July 20th.
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February Ashes
Poetry❝From an everlasting flame, to a pile of ashes in the forest❞ A bunch of poems about how he met, fell in love with, desired, missed, broke, was broken by, hated, lost and got over the deepest love he ever felt. most impressive rank: #1 in poems.
